Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Okay, not quite yet. I haven't reached the overly anxious state, but I'm starting to wonder when it's going to happen.

This weekend, we enjoyed

Valentine's brunch at Gjelina. Delicious and much less stressful than dinner out.

Little tokens of affection.

More projects... I realized that while using our stroller as a bassinet is both space saving and economical, we don't have a sheet. Which seems important for leaking diapers and things. And Bugaboo, which makes every single accessory on the planet including a coffee cup holder, doesn't make one. So I made a simple pillowcase-style sheet for ours. I'm sure it will work just fine.

And a looong hike in Temescal Canyon (as part of my "let's get labor started sooner than later" program), followed by a trip to the Getty Villa. By then I was mostly interested in the herb garden and lunch.

Though I did get a kick out of a distinguished set of older gentlemen making their way through the Men in Antiquity exhibit.

And now, here I am. Not at the Getty anymore, but you know, waiting. And also trying to enjoy the time I have before everything changes.

You are one hot mama! :) I know it sucks waiting though. I HATED the end of my pregnancy. I was so ready to be done, meet the girl, have my body back, see my feet! I also was really craving a margarita and a glass of champagne...oh and a spicy tuna roll and goat cheese.

what a perfect pre-baby-having montage. the elders in Yon Hall of Elders is hysterical.

quick story: the week my mom's new england yankee best friend was due with her fourth child she couldn't stand it any more so she saddled up her horse and made everyone go on a good hack with her. sure enough she went into labor that night. yes, she is insane, but she swears the best thing to get the baby out is a good long trot.